Imagine Yondu getting back at you for playing a mean prank on him (smut)
(WOAH LONG ASS SMUT 😏VERY NSFW Sorry guys I just need to get this one out of my system…I just love him so much that inspiration hit me so hard it all came out…Idk if this is a mess or not but most likely it is XD Hope you guys can somehow appreciate it :) Gif not mine/found it on google/credit to the original owner.)
You screwed up. Big time. But at least it was worth it.
You were having a blast laughing with your friends among the Guardians at the bar when suddenly it all came to a stop the instant Yondu found his way to you.
He didn’t say anything, simply grabbing you over back to the ship, away from the others. You tried to stop him, laughing in his face about it and wanting to reveal the truth but he wouldn’t have any of it.
In the end, he had you thrown into his room and pushed you to sit on the bed. As he stood back, his gaze told you to sit up straight or else, at least you that’s what you thought.
Strangely, it was quiet. You could hear the sound of your breathing and his filling the room slightly.
The tension was too obvious yet at the same time, you wondered as to why he’d stay this silent. He did went through the trouble to make a scene and pull you away mid drink and laughter, in front of Peter his “son” and the others around.
So why was he wasn’t freaking out like he should be by now. Your eyes stared vaguely to the ground, trying your best to make light of the situation.
Dryness was suddenly being felt at your throat and instinctively you tried to clear it. To Yondu, he thought you were about to talk back at him first, and instantly he put his finger to your lips.
He wasn’t going to let you have your way just as you had been for the last few years you’ve been together since he found you. He couldn’t afford to have another “Peter Quill” situation and let the other crew members think he had that much of a soft spot for Terrans, especially for the young ones.
He had to tighten his rules with you and now the opportunity was perfect. You screwed up and worse, you worried him. You made him look and sound like a weak old man, screaming and flipping out at his subordinates with slightly watery eyes.
All that show, after finding a neatly tucked piece of paper by his control console that wrote “I’m sorry…” and the audacity you had to add a little doodle of a sad face. Thousands of things ran through his mind when he saw that, you being taken, you selling yourself, and worse, you growing tired of him and walking out of his life.
“You…” That’s all he muttered. His eyes stared at you in anger and you knew you were in trouble. He stood back and taking a piece of paper out, he read it and only seemed to get angrier.
“Are you out of your goddamn mind, girl!” He spat at you, throwing the note over and his thick accent ringing through the room.
Pointing it at, he exclaimed, “You care to explain this?! What the hell were you thinking?!”
You sighed. You should’ve known you took this one too far. Looking at it subtly, you turned your gaze back towards his boots and let out a faint and nervous chuckle.
He knew it was coming, your nervous and cute explanation that would surely change the situation but not today. He wasn’t going to let that happen.
“Well…You see that was actually just a pra-”
“A prank!? You think that’s funny!? Playing with my damn feelings and making me look like an idiot in front of everyone for you?!”
You yelped as he suddenly made a move to grab a hold of you. His grip was rather tight and from his growl, you knew you weren’t going to be let off easy.
You were at lost for words. He just admitted probably the most embarrassing thing he could ever admit to you and to the others as well, you thought. You couldn’t say anything, his gaze was burning and making you sit still.
Shying away slightly from him, you ended up lowering your gaze and tensing within his tight grip.
Why did you had to be the way you were, he thought. He wanted to yell at you more but at this point he wanted to comfort you, and that turned him on.
Seeing you so still and wide eyed, his breathing ended up mixing with yours, somehow calming himself down from all of it. Thinking about it, he realized he had you in the palm of his hands now, whatever he wanted from you, he knew he would get it.
Why do we always have to put women against each other??? Like why can’t we have both the Amazons of Themyscira; a diverse group of warrior women that live on a hidden Mediterranean paradise and serve as god-sent protectors of peace and justice in the world, and the Dora Milaje of Wakanda; personal bodyguards of the Black Panther who are seen as the most superior women and warriors of Wakanda??? Like I don’t see why it’s so hard to have both??? People keep saying “the amazons got nothing on the Dora Milaje” and vice versa but like they’re both badass groups of women who would put up one hell of a fight why do they need to fight in the first place??? Or I keep seeing “there were more black women in the black panther trailer than all of Wonder Woman” like no shit???? The trailer had a ton of women in it and the movie will too because of the Dora Milaje and of course they’re all black it takes place in Africa?????? Besides the Amazons in the 1st half hour or so of Wonder Woman there weren’t barely any other women then Diana because it was WWI in London and France and stuff??? And even though there were women, black women too, who fought in the wars they weren’t really recognized and the point was that Diana didn’t understand that women were treated as less in man’s world and she wouldn’t take any of their shit so of course they weren’t included??? And for those complaining about Nubia and the other black amazons like the only amazons that had names were Diana Hippolyta and Apiote and like yeah she’s Diana’s sister but she has nothing to do with the plot of this specific story, throwing her in there would have confused the audience the point of the movie is Diana’s story. The amazons themselves were diverse they just didn’t have as important roles which makes since because only Diana hippolyta and apiote had major roles in this specific story. Like I know we need to fix our diversity problem but ur acting like the fact there were more black women in the black panther movie is a shock and a disgrace like no there should be more black women because it’s about a group of people who are specifically black???? Like 99.9% of the cast of that movie is black??? Idk people get mad at the dumbest little things and it annoys me even though I’m probably being petty…
If u wanna respond pls do im not trying to be ignorant or anything but if I am pls let me know & explain why so I can get more educated thnx
[!!!] hey guys, disappointment here :”))))) doctor dreamy pt2 was supposed to be out today, but unfortunately it’s going to have to be held off until tomorrow bc i have things i need to do tonight, and thought i’d be able to finish it beforehand. it’s pretty much done, the ending just needs to be finished. if it’s any consolation tho it’s over 10k!!!! so yes definitely tomorrow!!!! even tho i said that about today… but i promise tomorrow :”)))
A knock came at the door. Your mum ran to the door, fixing
her hair and rubbing her hands off on her little, white apron. “Hi, Negan and Lucille,
come in! Sorry the place is such a tip, I’ve been slaving over the oven all
day.” You rolled your eyes, walking into the room. Your high heels clicked
against the marble flooring in the foyer. “It’s not even a tip, mum.” You looked over at the two guests, leaning
against the open archway.
“Hi, I’m Y/N. Nice to see you sir.” You smirked,
placing your hand out to his wife, keeping your eyes on Negan. You raised his wife’s hand up, gazing at the
ring on her finger. “Oh that is a beauty! Must have cost a fortune, sir!” Negan
placed a small smirk on his face, figuring out your game. “Money’s no object
for my sweet wife.” He laughed, wrapping an arm around his wife’s shoulders.
Your face dropped a little, brushing it off as having to play the adoring
husband. “Follow me, I’ll show you were the dining room is.” You began to walk
off, them trailing behind you. Being extra, you decided to make little
place-cards. You obviously put Negan opposite you, and his wife next to him, so
it didn’t look obvious. You had a plan for tonight and it was going to go down
“So, Negan. How is your job going so far?” you father asked,
now on the main course of the evening. He wiped his mouth with a napkin,
starting to talk about the school. You looked like you were listening, nodding
along with your family. You slipped your foot out of your heel, dragging it
under your chair, so it was easy to retrieve later on. Pulling your chair in
closer to the table, you extended your leg out, your foot going on the chair in
front. Negan looked at you, as if to say something but continued to speak to
your father as your mum kept his wife occupied. You trailed your foot up his
thigh, seeing the discomfort start in his body language. He couldn’t believe what
you were doing, ‘That fucking dirty girl’. You began to rub over his clothed
crotch, looking dead at him, making eye contact as you continued to slide over
his growing bulge.
“Shall I go and get
dessert?” your mom asked the general question. “Yes please mom, what is it
today?” you asked, keeping your foot on Negan’s crotch. “Sticky toffee pudding,
hun.” You smiled, looking at Negan who was drinking from his water glass,
trying to keep calm.
“Lovely, I’m in the mood for something sticky.” Negan
choked on his water, his wife nervously playing with the chain around her neck.
You father looked at you in shock not knowing whether to say something or not. “I
mean, for dessert! Guys, you’re all dirty minded!” you giggled, sipping on your
drink. Your mother brought in the pudding, placing a bowl in front of you all.
You dug in, drawing circles around Negan’s now rock solid erection. “Sorry
guys, I need to use the bathroom. Where is it?” You stood up, sucking the last
bit of pudding off your spoon. “I’ll show you, I’m done now anyway. I’m going
to bed, don’t want to be late tomorrow!” you kissed your mother and father on
the forehead. “It was nice meeting you Lucille; hopefully this will happen
again sometime!” You chirped, a fake grin placed on your lips.
You lead Negan up the stairs to the bathroom, him startling
you when he pushed you through the door, locking it behind him. “What the fuck
was that, doll?! Giving me a fucking stiffy next to my wife?” He backed you up
to the wall, his hands on each side of your head against the wall. “You loved
it really. Don’t deny.” You laughed, your eyes trailing down to his tight white
shirt and constricted erection. He leaned in closer to your face, biting your
lower lip with his teeth. “You are one motherfucking dirty girl baby.” He took
his hands off the wall, standing up straight again, unzipping his jeans.
on doll, don’t leave daddy like this.” He pleaded, hearing that you grabbed him
by the hips, forcing him to swap places with you. You crouched down on your
heels, tugging his jeans and boxers down together. His erection popped out,
right in your face, the precum dripping from the slit. “I made daddy excited, didn’t I?” You chuckled,
licking a stripe from the base to the tip. “Come on princess, probably
wondering where I am.” He grunted out, grabbing your head to guide you.
took the shaft in your mouth, swirling your tongue, focusing on your breathing.
You bobbed your head, starting at a antagonising slow pace, working into a moderate
speed. You wrapped your hand around the base, stroking at what you couldn’t fit
in your mouth. You felt him tense up, leaning against the sink for support.
“Negan? Babe, are you okay?” you stopped, your eyes widening
in shock. You looked up at Negan, your mouth still full of his cock. “Yeah honey,
just give me one sec.” he shouted out, looking down at you. “Keep going, babe.”
He whispered, as you started up again. You went faster than before, not wanting
to get caught. He gripped onto your hair, forcing your mouth down to the base
of his cock. He lowly growled and grunted, releasing into mouth.
it all; a trail of saliva and cum connected your lips to his dick. You wiped your
lips, grabbing a tissue to dry your eyes a little. “Negan come on, we need to
get back!” you rolled your eyes, crossing your arms over your chest. “She’s
fucking annoying.” You told him, hearing your mother call for Lucille, asking
if she wanted anything to take back from the night’s meal. “She’s my wife Y/N,
but fucking hell. She wouldn’t put her mouth anywhere near my cock, you though.
Fucking hell, babe.” He lightly chuckled, wrapping his arms around your waist;
bring you in for a kiss. He zipped his jeans up again, placing a kiss on your
head. “See you in class, my fucking dirty little minx.”
I really wanted so much more for Crowley. He had so much potential for terrible and amazing things and interesting story archs and good scenes and scenarios and all these things he was originally capable of doing,,, but his creators were too focused on other overused tropes to utilize it and its just really sad and im mad as hell
I’m sorry guys, but I need a few days away from the blog.
It’s getting really difficult to think of new things, and I’ve got some
real life stuff that needs my attention. To further assist with this, I’m turning off the Asks for a bit.
Hopefully, I’ll start posting again by the end of the week.
Synopsis: Summertime is hard for you now, but Warren isn’t going to let you isolate yourself.
Warnings/Triggers: Minor cursing, parent death, mentions of suicide
Word Count: 3.2K
A/N: I know Mother’s Day can be painful for some. It is for me. So I got this idea and it was really cathartic to write. If you’ve struggled with loosing a mom, or either parent for that matter, I hope this might help you. But I will make this warning again, suicide is discussed so if you’re easily triggered then please use caution. Title credit goes to Lana Del Rey and her song “Summertime Sadness”, if you’ve never heard it I’d recommend it because her voice is just so hauntingly beautiful. GIF and photo do not belong to me.
OMG 😭😭😭😭😭😫😫 I freaking love you guys. I’m sorry I need a minute. Ok now that I’m back this is the only part of this movie that actually made me feel what real love is within a family. Nobody is perfect and we disagree alot, no to mention fight but because we are family we work through the issues and disagreements. We are all different but we all collectively want something that something is Love. ✌️🍀😎
Pairing: Madison Joseph x reader (friends), Josh Dun x reader (friends, lovers?), Tyler Joseph x reader (friends), Jenna Joseph x reader (friends), other Joseph and Dun family members
Plot: You take a leap year abroad, where you meet Madison Joseph. You become best friends and move in with her family. You meet her brother Tyler and his best friend Josh, who you have a crush on. Will Josh and you become more than friends?
This chapter: You try to mend fences, but will all be okay?
as expected. Maddie and Ashley caught up, having known each other for years
through their brothers, still occasionally laughing and joking about ‘your
zoo-boy’, as they called Brandon. Jenna and Kelly were happily chatting with
each other, while Tyler and his dad conversed, mostly about Tyler’s music. Josh
sat furthest away from you, on purpose you suspected. He joined the
conversation between Tyler and Chris from time to time, but mostly sat in
silence. You were quieter than usual, getting annoyed by Maddie and Ashley’s
jokes and feeling you screwed things up with Josh, even though it was in no way
your intention or your fault. “Thanks for the lovely dinner. We should be going
now, I’ll call you soon.” Tyler said to his mom after dinner and coffee. Jenna,
Ashley and Josh got up as well, going around the table to say goodbye to
everyone. You frantically tried to think of something to say to Josh before he
left, thinking you had approximately 5 seconds to say something when he’d come
over to hug you. He hugged Maddie, who sat next to you and turned to you. “Can
I just…” you softly started, trying to look in his eyes. “Bye, y/n.” Josh
simply said, ignoring your words completely, leaving without even looking at